"Lunch is on me today," Rose Jennings announced, leaning over the low partition of Ethan Gray’s cubicle.
Ethan looked up from a stack of industry trade magazines. "Oh? Why the sudden generosity?"
Rose laughed, her eyes crinkling. "Since when do you need a reason to eat? Are you planning on surviving on air and ambition alone?"
"I mean," Ethan said, leaning back in his chair, "what’s the occasion? Why are you paying?"
"Call it an apology," she said, her tone softening. "For calling you a goofball—and a clown—all morning. I had no idea you were the secret genius behind that 'Cautious Hero' script. I feel a bit terrible for laughing so loud while you were sitting right there. Plus, I want to pick your brain about that ending."
Ethan chuckled. He had realized long ago that in the Script R
